"The biggest painting pavilion? The painting pavilion in Fengyue Chamber of Commerce is the largest, and there are all kinds of artworks in it."
Qian Wanguan asked an old man in Dongcheng District. This time he asked the fifth person. The first two people didn't understand. The other three people all said that this painting pavilion was the largest, which was obviously correct.
After asking for the specific location of Fengyue Chamber of Commerce, he walked left and right to the city square and found the location of Fengyue Chamber of Commerce.
It is a huge castle. It is said that Fengyue Chamber of Commerce is one of the largest chambers of commerce in the Purple Dragon Islands. There are branch halls in each city, and there are all kinds of treasures and rare things inside.
"Hello, sir, do you need to buy anything?"
There were several beautiful maids at the door of the Chamber of Commerce. Although Qian Wagguan did not look good, his robes were the most luxurious. He had seen the big market and had an extraordinary bearing. The maids were very good at recognizing people and quickly welcomed him in.
Qian Wagguan glanced at the maid with a coaxing indifference and asked: "Where is the painting pavilion?"
"Sir, please come this way"
The maid took Qian Wanguan to a side hall. There were many guests inside, all of whom were older and had different levels of strength. There were also mid-level heavenly kings. They should be the kind of people who have no hope of breakthrough in this life and have nothing to do for a long life.
And people who like to study calligraphy and painting and are arty.
There are many paintings hanging in the hall, including portraits of people, portraits of monsters, and paintings of landscapes. As soon as Qian Waguan entered, he saw a huge picture scroll, on which was a ferocious and terrifying monster. At that moment,
He thought it was true, and his fat body trembled with fear. The sight of this monster made his soul feel cold, and he felt like a wild beast trying to escape.
"Five million sky stones?"
Qian Wanguan glanced at the price tag next to him and his mouth twitched. How could a painting cost so much? This thing has no use at all and is purely for viewing.
"This guest, do you want to buy a painting? Or... sell a painting?"
A middle-aged steward in a blue robe came over to ask. He glanced at the scroll Qian Wagguan was carrying, and a hint of vague disdain flashed in his eyes. This painting was actually rolled up like this. Can it be called a painting without being framed?
Qian Wagguan smiled broadly and said: "I don't know how to paint, and I don't want to buy it. I got an ancient painting by chance, so I can exchange it for some sky stones."
Qian Wagguan's words attracted the attention of several old men who were viewing the scroll. They saw some yellow scrolls in his hands and became interested. Could it really be an ancient painting?
"Oh? Your Excellency, please show me. If the painting is really good, I will definitely give you a price that satisfies you." The middle-aged steward said politely.
"This is it"
Qian Wanguan handed over the scroll in his hand and said with a grin: "My master said that this is an ancient painting from Donghuang Continent, and the price is one million sky stones."
"Well..."
This sentence attracted the attention of more guests in the painting pavilion, and the steward's face became serious. He carefully took the scroll and slowly opened it on a long table next to it.
Half of the guests in the attic were attracted, their eyes locked on the slowly opening scroll.
"laugh……"
"Is this also called painting?"
"This guy has no problem with his brain. One million? Is he so poor that he is crazy?"
"Ouch... my eyes."
The painting hadn't been fully opened yet, and many guests looked at them with ridicule and disdain. One old man covered his eyes in an exaggerated manner, as if his eyes were dirty. The steward also had a warm look on his face, as if he thought Qian Wagguan was here to entertain him.
generally.
Feeling the disdainful looks from around him, Qian Wagguan also wiped his face in embarrassment, but he believed that Jiang Yi and Feng Luan would not tease him, so he could only hold on until the end.
The scroll was completely spread out. Many people glanced at it again and looked back with disdain. The steward also glanced at it a few times and said to Qian Wagguan indifferently: "Sir, we can't buy this painting. You'd better look elsewhere.
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Qian Wanguan touched his nose and gritted his teeth and said, "Shopkeeper, my master said that this painting is very...connotative. Why don't you find an appraiser to take a closer look?"
The middle-aged manager sneered and said, "I am a third-level painter appraiser. You'd better go and ask elsewhere."
"oh……"
Qian Wankuan responded in disappointment, touched his head and said to himself that it didn't make sense. Could it be that Jiang Yi and Feng Luan really had nothing to do to entertain him?
"etc"
Just when he was about to put away the scroll, an energetic white-haired old man came over. This man was still a middle-level Heavenly Lord. His eyes were shining brightly. He looked at the scroll carefully. After a long time, he raised his head and said: "
Little brother, can you paint less?"
"Huh?"
Many customers looked over in surprise, and the middle-aged manager also frowned, and turned his attention to the painting again, observing it carefully. This old man is a regular customer here, and he has always had a very vicious eye. If he actually wants to buy this painting, then this painting must have something.
Special features.
Qian Wagguan shook his head and said firmly: "My master said, I won't sell any less Tianshi."
"All right"
The ring in the white-haired old man's hand flashed with light, he took out a ring and said: "There are millions of sky stones in it, please count them."
"etc."
At this time, the middle-aged manager suddenly drank heavily, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and his breathing was a little short, and he said loudly: "Let's buy Fengyue Tower, and we will pay 1.5 million sky stones."
"Wow..."
There was a explosion in the painting pavilion. All the guests looked at the scroll in shock, but the middle-aged steward immediately rolled up the scroll. He cupped his hands towards the white-haired old man and said: "Mr. Long, I'm sorry, this little brother is looking for you."
Our Painting Pavilion is here to sell it, so this painting...we bought it from Feng Yue Lou, and Mr. Long will get a 10% discount on all paintings he buys here from now on."
"Hmph"
The white-haired old man gave up and sneered: "You Fengyue Pavilion are so overbearing. You clearly didn't want to buy it just now. I just made the offer, and now you actually raise the price in turn? Then I'll offer you two million sky stones, little brother."
,how do you say?"
"Well..."
Qian Wagguan's whole body trembled. Jiang Yi really didn't lie to him. Is this ghost painting really a treasure? Two million sky stones, relatively speaking, is a sky-high price. He can buy two villas in this Purple Jade City.
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He quickly calmed down, reached out and took the scroll from the middle-aged steward, handed it to the old man and said: "This old man knows the goods, so of course I will sell it to you. That's it, it's settled, two million sky stones."
"good"
The old man quickly took out another ring, which also contained a million sky stones. He was afraid that others would steal it, so he counted the number of Qian Wanguan, handed it over and turned around to leave.
"Brother, wait"
The middle-aged steward hurriedly chased after me, with regret and guilt on his face. He held up his hands and said with a smile, "Brother, I am blind this time. If you have such paintings in the future, just bring them here. The price is easy to negotiate."
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"Let's talk about it"
Qian Wagguan glanced at the steward with a squinting look and strode away. He did not go back immediately, but wandered around the nearby shops, and finally entered a brothel and used the Magic Moon Stone to transform again in the room.
After seeing his appearance, he quickly returned to his yard.
He had been out for more than an hour. The clouds and rain had already cleared over Jiang Yi, who was sitting in the hall drinking tea. After Jiang Yi teleported him in, he shouted: "It's done, boss, we've done it.
Your paintings have sold for two million heavenly stones. Hurry up. Hurry up and paint a few hundred paintings. After we sell them, we can go and settle in God's Gift City."
"Well……"
Jiang Yi's soul was shocked. Is this ghostly painting really the legendary sky painting? Could the thing he had drawn in a daze be worth two million sky stones? He stood up and was ready to start immediately. He would first draw hundreds of paintings to earn hundreds of millions.
Say it again.
Feng Luan had already ground it, while Qing Yu was holding his breath and watching nervously. Jiang Yi wrote quickly and quickly, and it took only half a stick of incense to draw a ghost painting again.
However, Feng Luan glanced at it but shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, this painting has no Taoist charm, it is not a heavenly painting, no one wants it as a piece of papyrus..."
E: Chapter 5 is here. I have something to do at work today, so it’s late. Of course... no matter how late it is, I must do what I promised you, brothers. Can you give me some monthly votes?